Ascension (Queen of Water and Earth)

Far has been a loyal knight of the Lexus Kingdom for as long as he can remember. But now the King and Queen have fallen. And he must seek out the only heir that can take the throne before the kingdom falls to darkness. The lost daughter of the Queen, the last ray of hope their mighty kingdom has. A huntress by the name of Lota. Can he bring her to the kingdom in safety or will he fail before he admits his blooming love for the dainty huntress.
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Far was still
clutching his side when Lota led him back to her home. He was
settled against the huge tree just outside her home. She returned
with bandages. She waved a hand and he frowned at her. "I'm
fine." He said. She looked down a thim and he swore he saw evil
in her gaze.

"I can feel the
damage to your ribs and sides, she contricted you with your
blood." Lota said evenly. "Now off with the shirt."

"How unsightly." Far
grumbled.

"Youre not the first
man I've seen without a shirt and you wont be the last." She
pointed, "Unless you want me to look, why Farva-Li, how devious
of you."

His eye twitched as
she lifted a hand in mock horror. This princess was insane, what
had Gundar-Lus done to take away the delicate girl Dora
fantasized about. Dora would turn over in her grave if she knew.
Far rubbed his face and tugged at the ties or his tunic. His
collar was freed and he lifted the tunic over his head. He
settled on his knees arms loose as Lota sat cross legged on the
ground. "Bruises, is this how she killed my mom?"

"No, she poisoned
your mother by making her own blood fight against her." Far
said.

Lota held a hand out
and water lifted from the grass to pool in her hand. It was
tinted green, she pressed it to his ribs and he hissed at the
pressure. "Infant." Lota chided and he growled. The water left
her hand and it sank into his skin, a cool jet of liquid moved
undeneath his skin. Lota started to hum as she started to bandage
his ribs. The soft melody resonated with the starnge water and
she pulled her hand away just as she finished bandaging. From his
pores the water returned slightly red and violet now. "Just a
little poison in you, she wont be killing you
today."

"You can heal?" Far
asked.

"Well I once cut dad
with a poison lure and he taught me to gather the water from the
plants and run it into his body. He was convulsing on the floor
when I got scared and started to sing, after I started to sing I
was able to see inside my father where the water isinfused with
the blood. So I managed to extract the poison myself. This is all
I can do." Lota smiled, "But I hard there are dual users like me
that can heal severed limbs and cure sickness."

"Some can it's all a
matter of the skill fusion." Far smiled. Lota looked up and he
realized they were almost nose and nose now. One of Lota's palms
flattened over his heart and he felt it race there. His eyes
rivited on hers she lifted up slightly. Far leaned back and
settled against the tree. Lota seemed to shake herself from
whatever spell had been cast on them. She looked up and ran a
hand over her disheveled hair.

"I'm going in now,
we'll leave in the morning."She said and gave him a tired smile,
he cursed himself. It had been the wrong thing to pull away, but
he couldnt bear to take that step towards her. As enthralling as
she was, he didnt dare go after her. Lota vanished into the house
and Far leaned his head back to look at the branches of the
tree.

Lota woke feeling
tired, but better. Her magic had slowly regained it's strength
while she'd slept. She sat up and rolled her shoulders. She was
irritated with herself for almost kissing Far last night. She had
been carried all the way home, and then had realized he was
injured. She was upset with herself for a million reasons. He
might have a Soul Mate, though it was rare, attractions outiside
the mating bond was not unheard of. She didnt want to be in that
instance. It wasnt fair to her, Far or his possible Soul Mate. So
Lota gathered up her traveling leathers and cloak. She dressed
and packed her travel pack. As she finished she set her mother's
box inside as well as her fathers pair of short
blades.

The air was crisp as
Lota found Far outside brushing his horse down. She led her own
mare out of the small stable beside the house. She set a rather
large pair of bags down and pointed to one. "Some supplies and
food." She said.

"Thank you." He
smiled and lifted the saddle bags onto his horse, his saddle
followed and he started the process of attatching it
together.

Lota patted her horse
and affixed her horse with her own saddle and saddle bags. That
finished Lota walked to her house and looked at it. She held out
her arms and started to sing. Hedr voice carried around the area
and her magic wove around the words as she sang a barriar around
her home. Slowly, and surely the house started to sink into the
earth. The tree bent in on itself and it all merged together into
a crystal that was growing fromt he ground. She sang until her
whole home and her families Burial tree had been magically shrank
into the crystal before her. She stopped and sank to a crouch as
she panted with the loss of energy. "Are you well?" Far touched
her back and she nodded. "This way I can preserve my family home
and my ancestors."

"I didnt know magic
like this existed." Far lifted the crystal and she
smiled.

"My grandmother
taught it to me. Incase I decided to leave here." Lota rubbed her
neck and stood up. "After father died."

"I see." Far walked
to her saddle bags and wrapped the crystal in a piece of black
and cream silk he pulled from his saddle. "My scarf will protect
it from harm."

"Thank you." She
smiled. He held out his hands and hefted her up onto the saddle.
She settled as he mirrored her on his own horse. She looked out
over her land with a sad sigh. She loved this place her home. She
patted her horse affectionatly. "I'll see you again one day
Drogmire, when that day comes our lands will be safe once more,
and our land will flourish."

She spurred her horse
and was racing off down the drive and to the east. Far's black
horse riding swift and strong next to her. She smiled into the
wind. It was sad to leave her home, but it was also good. She
needed to change, she couldnt remain a huntress in her fathers
land. It was too painful. She needed to know who her father had
been, who her mother had been. She had a duty to them as much as
she did now to the kingdom. It would be dangerous, and mostlikely
annoying, but she would do it. In her father and mothers memory.
She would honor the kingdom they had sacrificed so much to
protect. She would be the Queen.